Nanny Nightmare

When I lived in Edmonton, I used to nanny for a family with twelve children.  There are a million stories that I could tell you involving every nanny disaster possible.  I would often stay with them overnight for a few days at a time and did not sleep a wink.  For some reason, the kids labeled me as their "favorite nanny,"  meaning that I was probably the only one that did not run out on them.  For several days I would endure bloody noses, peed beds, and shedding dogs.  One day, I came upstairs to find their sixth child coloring on the walls.  She was far too old to be doing so, but instead of making her stand against the wall like her parents did, I decided to be a nice nanny and let her sit outside for time out.  A few minutes later, while nursing the bloody nose of another kid, I heard her shrieking frantically, which is a nanny's worst nightmare.  I rushed outside to find her standing there, naked.  When asked where her clothes were.  She just pointed to their over sized puppy, Bruno.  He had decided that her nightgown was his new chew toy and pulled it right off of her.  Talk about feeling frazzled.